I have an engineering degree - but I really wanted to be an artist - thanks to some Indian norm for parental expectations. I put on a intelligent face in front of all my American friends and talk highly of India - lest I somehow put down my country of birth.
I communicate with my Indian friends online - but dare not express my real feelings about India - the country I had to get out of in my youth just to breath!
I dare not tell anyone that I do not like India - it's repressive culture - it's "chalta hai" attitude - it's lack of infrastructure despite it's recent riches - it's dirt, corruption, noise, pollution, it's dress codes borrowed from it's occupiers, it's hypocrisies, class structure, bogus Bollywood representations, false pride, and to top it all - it's exploration of Indian born Americans - conveniently "finding" themselves in some Indian cultural utopia of an improbable past....
I am an Indian born repressed American....
Thursday, November 29, 2007
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